hese, in their home cities, under the flicker of a tallow candle, they
have ministered to the sick and comforted the dying.

Wet feet, lack of deep, being often without food, finding things different
from what we had planned, hoped and expected, were frequent experiences
with us. All such things we Salvationists encounter in our daily toils for
others amid the indescribable miseries and inestimable sorrows, the sins
and the tragedies of the underworlds of our great cities--the
underneath of those great cities which upon the surface thunder
with enterprise and glitter with brilliance.

We are not easily affrighted by frowns of fortune. We do not change our
course because of contrary currents, nor put into harbor because of head-
winds. Almost all our progress has been made in the teeth of the storm. We
have always had to "tack," but as it is "the set of the sails, and not the
gales" that decides the ports we reach, the competency of our seamanship
is determined by the fact that we "get there."